There’s this assumption that a life without children is somehow… empty.
Lonely. Incomplete. Selfish, even.
But I’m here to tell you: our life — the life Myron and I are building — is none of those things.
It’s ours.
We’re not parents. We’re not planning to be. And no, it’s not a phase, or something we’ll “change our minds” about in a few years. We’ve thought about it. Talked about it. Made peace with it. And actually? We’re excited about what that means.
💑 We get to love each other first
Our relationship doesn’t come second to naptimes or school runs.
We get to date each other for the rest of our lives.
We can be spontaneous. Go to the cinema at 10pm. Have lie-ins. Watch a whole series in one weekend. Talk for hours. Or not talk at all and just… exist side by side in peace.
No chaos gremlins needed.
🏡 Our home is our sanctuary
No stairgates. No toys underfoot. No endless piles of laundry that aren’t ours.
Just a safe, cosy little bubble filled with music, books, weird inside jokes, retro nostalgia, and the occasional Barbie Dreamhouse marathon. (Don’t judge.)
It’s not quiet because it’s empty.
It’s quiet because it’s calm.
💼 Our energy goes where we choose
We can throw ourselves into our work — whether that’s expert stuff, writing, creating blogs, or just chasing our passions. We’re not dividing our energy between work and raising tiny humans.
And when we’re tired? We rest.
Guilt-free. Because we’re not “supposed” to be doing anything else.
💸 Our money, our rules
We get to spend our money on what matters to us — not on nappies, school uniforms, or theme park tantrums.
That means more travel, more treats, more takeaways, more freedom. And yes, probably more matching pyjamas and silly impulse buys, because why not?
🌱 Our legacy isn’t in DNA
We’re not passing on our genetics, but that doesn’t mean we won’t leave a mark.
Through our writing, our work, our advocacy, our love — we are building a life that means something.
We’ll be the ones who show younger people that it’s okay not to follow the script. That you don’t need kids to be fulfilled, meaningful, or nurturing.
We’re still caring. Still loving. Just in a different way.
And when people say:
“But who will look after you when you’re older?”
We say:
Hopefully someone kind and paid to do it, just like everyone else.
Also, having children isn’t a care plan — it’s a lottery.
And frankly, we’re not banking on guilt as a retirement strategy.
We are childfree. Proudly, consciously, joyfully.
We love each other. We love our life.
And no, we’re not missing anything.
Daisy’s Corner 🌀
“Honestly I can’t even look after houseplants, and you want me to parent a person? No. I’m just out here soft-launching my emotional growth in peace.”
Actually Asten 
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